Martial Gods

Lin Feng smiled lightly as if relieved.

"yes..."

"That would be the best."

Hearing this, the old man was stunned for a while, and said with a bit of curiosity in his heart: "Little guy, why do you say that?"

"Because I am a human race, I don't want what I want in my heart to be the power that is the enemy of the human race."

Say it.

Lin Feng turned and left.

And the old man fell into silence.

Until Lin Feng was about to leave the field of vision, the old man called him again: "Hohohoho, what an interesting little guy, the old man appreciates you very much."

"I'll give you another good thing!"

"call out!"

I saw that the old man snapped his fingers, and a black scroll flew out, which was pinched by Lin Feng in his hand.

"This is a ghost martial art that can only be used by relatives. It is extremely powerful and extremely difficult to cultivate. Even if you can successfully cultivate, you should never use it unless it is absolutely necessary!"

Lin Feng turned around and bowed his hands to the old man again.

Next, in the blink of an eye, the old man disappeared from the spot, as if he had never appeared.

"The ghost clan's martial arts from the old man's hands should be comparable to the spiritual eight-star martial arts, right?"

Lin Feng smiled slightly and continued to think about it: "Although I didn't get the blood of the ghost king, it's not that I didn't gain anything."

"Although I was full of expectations for the blood of the ghost king before I came, and even determined to win it, I have to give it up temporarily, hum, but then again, what I, Lin Feng, can't get, others can't get it!"

"When I have enough strength, I will come back."

"At that time, the blood of the ghost king must be taken away!"

The corner of Lin Feng's mouth slanted slightly.

After looking back at it again, he walked away casually.

After a while.

Lin Feng walked out of the ghost clan relics unimpeded.

Shen Ruqiu and Jin Bi'er, who had been waiting anxiously for a long time, came forward excitedly.

"Palace Master, you are coming out!"

"Are you injured?"

Seeing that Lin Feng had a lot of sword marks and scars on his body, the two women hurriedly groped around him, for fear that Lin Feng might be missing something after coming out of the ghost clan ruins.

"Don't worry, it's just some skin injuries."

"It will be back soon."

Shen Ruqiu nodded slightly, but was the first to let out a sigh of relief and asked, "Palace Master, did you get that legendary ghost king's blood?"

Lin Feng sighed: "No."

"However, it's not entirely without gain!"

When he finished talking about his encounter in the ghost clan ruins, Shen Ruqiu said calmly: "The blood of the ghost king can't be found, it's good that the palace master has something to gain."

Kimberly nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, Hall Master, if it's something that you can't bring out, Xiao Chen can't bring it out. At least we still have something to gain, so he can't say for sure. It's unknown whether he can come out alive or not. Woolen cloth!"

Lin Feng paused and said: "Then Xiao Chen, when did you enter?"

"Not long after you entered."

heard.

Lin Feng frowned directly: "But I didn't see him."

Shen Ruqiu and Jin Bi'er looked at each other.

The former didn't say anything, but the latter just put his arms around his chest and sneered: "Eighty percent find a corner to hide, really afraid of death."

Shen Ruqiu interjected: "But I don't think he is that kind of person..."

"Sister, do you know that Xiao Chen? Obviously, we don't know either. You must be scared to death when you look at the ink traces before he entered the ruins."

"How could this kind of person fight with our hall master? I said that he was hiding, and it was already a compliment. Maybe he even pissed his pants, hehe~"

"Shut up!" Lin Feng whispered.

Jin Bi'er was stunned for a moment, and the smile on her face stopped abruptly, replaced by a look of awe and fear.

"Yes."

Lin Feng looked back into the depths of the ruins with a somewhat complicated expression.

"If Qiu said it well, I also think that Xiao Chen will at least not hide in fear. Since he has already entered the ghost clan ruins, then wait, and when he comes out, everything will be known!"

Jin Bi'er pouted, but did not dare to speak.

In the ghost clan ruins.

Xiao Chen walked out of the main hall.

"My trip... It should be considered that I have gained nothing..."

Although the drop of the ghost king's blood entered his body actively, Xiao Chen couldn't sense its existence at all, and he couldn't sense the changes it brought to him.

Bai Di said: "I can't say that. At least, you have seen some formations related to the ghost clan, and things like the shadow of beasts and beasts. If you encounter them in the future, you will not be inexperienced."

Xiao Chen rubbed his chin.

"I can only comfort myself like this..."

Hearing Xiao Chen's whisper, Bai Di snorted.

Her heart was so shaken that she never calmed down.

"Xiao Chen, he hasn't discovered his horror yet, but I can't remind him for the time being, otherwise, his martial arts path will go completely wrong!"

"What entered his body was the blood of the ghost king!"

"Ordinary people can't even get close to the blood of the ghost king, let alone endure the blood of the ghost king!"

"He's like a normal person now, but he's the weirdest place."

"Even if I can't use the blood of the ghost king now, but in the future, when it will be useful, Xiao Chen, even if I hide it from you, 80% of the time I won't be able to hide it!"

Bai Di sighed softly, and stopped moving.

"The blood of the ghost king is in my body, and Lin Feng definitely can't take it away. In this way, there is no winner or loser, and he and I both keep our arms."

Xiao Chen was about to leave the ruins.

Didn't take a few steps.

There was an old figure slowly walking out of the darkness.

He is the old man who gave Lin Feng ghost energy and ghost martial arts.

The old man stood about a few dozen feet away from Xiao Chen.

A faint smile hung on his mouth.

There was a trace of devotion and awe in his eyes.

The moment he saw the elder's face clearly, Xiao Chen was astonished.

"Ghost people?"

"No, this is the family!" The voice of Emperor Bai came suddenly.

immediately.

Again, he briefly introduced the difference between the Familiar and the Familiar.

Xiao Chen just wanted to say something.

The old man turned into a wisp of debris in the wind.

Before disappearing completely, he gave a deep salute to the great hall.

murmured: "My king, will return!"

"My mission is also complete, hahaha, hahahaha." The old man's voice fell, and he disappeared completely without a trace. It was a real disappearance, a permanent disappearance.

Xiao Chen stared blankly at the appearance and disappearance of the old man, wondering what the last big laugh represented, and why there was a hint of freedom and relief.

"Bai Di, what the hell is going on?"

"I don't know, maybe it's the relatives who have been guarding this relic since ancient times. Because that drop of ghost king blood entered your body, he has nothing to protect and nostalgic."

"Then is it true that I killed him..."

"What do you say? The blood of the ghost king is equivalent to the good fortune in the ruins. Since the good fortune belongs to him, he does not need to continue to guard it. For him, it is a relief."

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